The whole world knows that Mr. Ji is chasing his wife

Just as Jiang Di was being snatched crazily by Ji Yan, several illegal bells rang, bringing her back to reality.

Jiang Di opened his eyes suddenly, his whole body was dripping with sweat, his cheeks were red, and his heart was still beating violently.

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her neck and moved, feeling a little weird.

When he reached down with his hand, he found that his pants were already soaked.

This time, the cheeks that were already hot were as red as flying clouds.

Did she just have an erotic dream? The object of your erotic dream is still Ji Yan? !

The more Jiang Di thought about it, the hotter he became.

She lifted up the quilt, and the wind from the window blew into the room, blowing a bit of coolness on her body.

Jiang Di picked up her cell phone, ready to see which good guy happened to send her a message and pull her out of her erotic dream.

Five unread messages, all from Ji Yan.

"You haven't had dinner yet?"

"Want to go out to eat together?"

"If you don't want to go out, I can ask the chef to cook it at home."

"Are you angry with me?"

"Are you there?"

Jiang Di seemed to be burned by the phone and quickly threw it on the bed.

"It was you in the dream, and it's still you when I wake up, and you still linger like this?" Jiang Di complained to the air, but his tone was a bit coquettish.

She had no intention of replying to Ji Yan's message. Instead, she closed the curtains and rummaged through the closet to find new underwear to change into.

As soon as I put the changed clothes into the laundry basket, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Di walked to the door with her slippers on, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw that familiar face again.

She frowned and asked, "Why are you here again?"

Ji Yan didn't say that he never left at all, but asked in a low voice: "Why didn't you reply to my message?"

Jiang Di rolled her eyes at him: "Is it illegal not to reply to your message?"

Although his words were unforgiving, Jiang Di looked at Ji Yan guiltily from time to time as he spoke, feeling that the face of the man in front of him gradually overlapped with the lustful face in his dream.

Thinking of this, the blush on her face that had finally faded quickly crept up again.

Ji Yan did not argue with Jiang Di, but stared at her face and asked with concern: "Why is your face so red? Are you sick?"

"No...no." Jiang Di quickly denied, "It's just a little hot."

She couldn't say that she had just had an erotic dream and dreamed about him, so she was blushing!

Ji Yan pursed his lips tightly, still not feeling reassured, and he put his hand towards Jiang Di's forehead.

Seeing that he was approaching her, Jiang Di took two steps back reflexively.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yan put his strong arms around her and held her in place, "Don't move."

His hand touched Jiang Di's forehead, and then he frowned: "Why is it so hot? Do you have a fever?"

Jiang Di's mind was a little confused, and he looked at Ji Yan with a double image.

"I don't know." This time she stayed in his arms obediently, her whole body was exhausted, and she let him hug her.

Ji Yan's brows and eyes were full of worry, and the body in his arms was getting weaker and weaker, and he could barely stand without relying on him.

He looked around and finally landed on the wide open window in the living room.

For some reason, the wind was blowing very hard today, causing the curtains to flutter wildly.

Ji Yan bent down to pick up Jiang Di's legs and picked up Princess Da Heng.

As he walked towards the bedroom, he said, "The wind was too strong and gave you a cold."

When he reached the bed, he put Jiang Di on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

"..." Jiang Di was so burned that his brain was confused and he couldn't hear what he was mumbling.

Her fine sweat stuck her hair to her neck. Ji Yan smoothed her hair and said softly, "You should have a good sleep first."

Then he stood up and made a phone call.

"Buy some antipyretics and a thermometer and bring them to Jiang Di."

"clear."

Ji Yan was not very good at taking care of others. He recalled how Jiang Di took care of him when he was sick.

After a while, he walked into the bathroom, got a basin of warm water, wetted the two towels and wrung them dry.

Returning to the bedside in the bedroom, Ji Yan first carefully wiped Jiang Di's body with a towel. His movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of waking Jiang Di up.

After wiping herself, Ji Yan folded another towel into a long strip and placed it in front of her forehead.

Jiang Di's skin was fair and smooth, like a shelled egg. Ji Yan couldn't help but look at Ji Yan more.

He stretched out his hand to caress her cheek and whispered, "Sleep well and get well soon."

"Well..." Jiang Di responded in a daze as he was so burned that he lost consciousness.

Ji Yan stood up slowly, preparing to wash the used towel again and replace it.

As soon as he turned around, he felt his hand being held tightly.

He turned around and looked down at Jiang Di. She didn't look very good, and her brows were furrowed even when she was asleep.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Ji Yan's magnetic voice seems to have strong penetrating power.

Jiang Di made a few muffled hums from his nose, as if answering his questions.

Ji Yan held Jiang Di's hand instead, sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed her wrist, and said, "I won't leave, so I'll stay here with you."

Perhaps because someone was with him, Jiang Di's brows gradually softened as he gained a sense of security.

She slept quietly, with long eyelashes covering her eyelids like small fans. Under her small and straight nose, her two bright red lips were slightly open, very attractive.

Ji Yan's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

He leaned forward and moved closer to the red lips as moist as a cherry, wanting to pick and taste the cherry.

He also thought that Jiang Di had been acting unfamiliar whenever he saw him during this period, and felt a little unhappy.

He simply opened his mouth and bit her lip gently to vent his anger quietly.

As soon as I got up, I heard footsteps coming from outside.

Ji Yan walked out of the bedroom and saw He Wei poking his head in through the ajar door.

"Mr. Ji, is the young lady sick or are you sick? Do you need me to call a personal doctor?"

"Give me the antipyretic medicine first." Ji Yan reached out to him, "If you still don't feel better after taking the medicine, call the doctor."

"Ok."

He Wei was about to hand the thing to Ji Yan when he suddenly paused: "Mr. Ji, do you need my help?"

"Need not."

Ji Yan took the antipyretic medicine and thermometer directly and walked to the bedside in the bedroom.

After placing the thermometer in place, he held Jiang Di's head and coaxed in a low voice: "Take the medicine first."

Jiang Di was in a deep sleep and did not open her eyes. Ji Yan stuffed the antipyretic medicine into her mouth, but Jiang Di did not swallow it consciously.

Ji Yan frowned, picked up the warm water on the bedside table, raised his head and took a sip, then put it in his mouth, then put it on Jiang Di's soft lips and poured the water in.

He Wei, who was standing outside the door, quickly looked away when he saw this scene.

Don't look at anything inappropriate.

But he couldn't help but be curious, and glanced at the bed from time to time.

Ji Yan didn't notice the eyes behind her. After giving Jiang Di some antipyretic medicine, he put her back on the bed and tucked her in.

The moment he turned around, he met He Wei's pleased eyes.

"Cough!" He Wei coughed lightly, quickly turned away his eyes, and whistled carelessly.

Ji Yan passed him by, walked out, and asked, "How is the investigation going?"

He Wei quickly followed Ji Yan's footsteps and reported truthfully:

"The young madam's stepsister Jiang Lili used some connections to buy a package of goods and secretly placed it in the young madam's house. Then she anonymously called the police to frame her."

Ji Yan's eyes were a little deeper, as if he was thinking about something.

“If I remember correctly, Lily Jiang hasn’t come to work in the company for several days, right?”

"Yes."

He Wei didn't know why Ji Yan would mention this. Do we have to blame the human resources department again for their judgment of people?

"When did she start missing work?"

Ji Yan remembered that Secretary Chen had mentioned to him before that Jiang Lily did not ask for leave normally, but directly absented herself from work.

He Wei thought for a while and replied: "It happened to be the day Chengtai was arrested."

"Is there a relationship between her and Chengtai?"

"Yes, we were in love before, but we broke up a long time ago."

He Wei felt that Ji Yan was definitely not asking casually, but he couldn't guess the boss's intention.

"Mr. Ji, what do you think?"

Ji Yan walked to the refrigerator, opened the cabinet door, and said slowly: "Chengtai and Jiang Di have no enmity, why did they kidnap her?"

"Asking for money? After all, the young lady was still your wife at that time."

Ji Yan looked inside the refrigerator, took out all the remaining ingredients, and then said, "The outside world doesn't know about my marriage to Jiang Di. How did Chengtai know about it?"

He Wei suddenly realized: "The person behind the kidnapping of the young lady may be Lily Jiang?!"

"They should be inseparable."

He Wei's face darkened when he heard this, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Although they are not born to the same mother, they are still a family, and they can do such a thing."

There was indifference in Ji Yan's eyes, maybe he was used to it.

"Family?" He sneered and said coldly: "It's just a title that binds people together. In the name of family members, you do things that no outsider dares to do."

Ji Yan's casual words were heard by He Wei.

Before Ji Yan had full authority to take over the Crown World Group, he followed Ji Yan. Over the years, he has seen a lot of the ugly faces of the Ji family. Seeing Ji Yan's experience, He Wei was sometimes glad that he was born in an ordinary family, with not so many burdens on his shoulders and not so many pairs of eyes staring at him from behind.

Thinking of this, He Wei couldn't help but fell silent.

He thought: "It seems that the appearance of the young lady is really the long-lost light in Mr. Ji's life."

He Wei shook his head at the air and lamented repeatedly.

When he looked up, he saw that Ji Yan had gone to the kitchen at some point.

He Wei followed and saw Ji Yan putting the ingredients on the chopping board, feeling a little worried.

"Jiang Di hasn't had dinner yet, I want to cook her a bowl of porridge with my own hands."

He Wei was very pleased that his boss finally understood.

"You will definitely be very touched when the young lady wakes up."

"But I've never cooked before." Ji Yan looked up at He Wei and asked for help, "Should these things be cut first and then cooked, or should they be cooked first and then cut?"